Chapter 43 Primer for Cultivating Immortals
CHAPTER XLIII
The night fades imperceptibly, and the light drives away the darkness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info "Chirp~" The birds in the trees have already woken up and are singing.
"Anyi, Anyi......"
Someone calling me? An Yi heard the shouting in a daze in her dream, she frowned tightly, and waved her little hand to drive the noise away.
"Anyi!"
It's so annoying, who?! An Yi's nose suddenly couldn't breathe, and her heart beat violently, again and again, each time more rapid and stronger. An Yi's face turned red, and her limbs began to swing in all directions, "Ah! An Yi was extremely uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but roar. An Yi slowly opened her eyes, and her line of sight continued to grow.
Seeing An Yi's eyes open a slit, the hand that was tightly pinching An Yi's nose loosened. An Yi suddenly felt very comfortable, like a fish that was about to die of drought and suddenly returned to the water. She gulped down the air, and every breath of air was so beautiful.
An Yi's eyes were half-open and looked upward, as if it was a white shadow? An Yi's vision was a little blurry, and he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly. She opened her eyes a little wider, but the sun was too bright and a little harsh, and she closed them tightly again. An Yi rubbed his eyes with his little hands, and then opened all his eyes. Like a spring, she bounced up extremely quickly and sat down on the bed.
An Yi tilted his little head and looked at the person in front of him blankly, his big eyes were still confused when he had just woken up, his small nose was still red, and there were some marks of saliva next to his mouth. An Yi grabbed her hair with her little hand, and suddenly saw a big hand hitting her head, she consciously held the big hand and put it on her head, and rubbed her little head in the palm of that hand.
"Get up, get started." A deep male voice rang out again, urging An Yi to get up.
"Master, you're here......" An Yi covered her mouth and yawned, and suddenly there was a mist floating in her eyes.
"Hmm." Yu Junhao rubbed a few handfuls of An Yi's hair, and threw the clothes next to the bed to An Yi. Seeing this, An Yi stood up, her somewhat chubby little body wrapped in white obscene clothes. She picked up her clothes, and her little arms and legs moved extremely fast. In a few moments, she was dressed on her own. After An Yi got dressed, he turned around proudly, twisted his little buttocks, and showed Yu Junhao his achievements.
"It's the other way around." Yu Junhao looked at An Yi, lowered his eyes, and said lightly. The other way around?! An Yi's little buttocks, which were writhing, froze suddenly, she glanced back at Yu Junhao a little stiffly, and turned her head quickly. She quickly took off her clothes again, turned them all over, and put them back on.
After An Yi got dressed, he smiled shyly at Yu Junhao, and then lowered his little head and looked at his little feet.
"Wash your face and rinse your mouth." Yu Junhao hugged An Yi out of bed, pointed to the basin that had been beaten with water, and said to An Yi, "In the future, fight yourself." ā
This was the second day that Wufeng changed her name to An Yi in this world, and it was also the first day that she officially began to learn about cultivation. After An Yi finished washing, he stayed in the room with Yu Junhao, and the Taoist priest "invited" Yu Junhao to the house.
"This is an introductory manual for cultivating immortals." Yu Junhao took out a book from the storage bag and threw it into An Yi's arms, who was sitting on the puff cushion.
After the efforts of the past few days, Yu Junhao has some spiritual power. He used this spiritual power to open the storage bag and pass the primer for cultivating immortals that his master gave him when he first stepped into the immortal path to An Yi. As for why it is not the jade slip that reads directly with the divine sense, but the paper book that is already very worn, this is the tradition of this sect.
An Yi put the book on his lap, the book was blue, and it was directly written on it, "Beginner's Guide to Cultivating Immortals". This book, probably because there are too many people who have read it, the two corners of the book are slightly wrinkled.
An Yi's right hand turned the first page, and his left hand pressed the book, "Heaven and earth are chaotic like chickens, and Pangu is born in them. Eighteen thousand years old, the heaven and the earth are opened, the sun is clear, and the turbidity is the earth. Pangu is in it, nine changes a day, God is in the sky, and the saint is in the earth. The sky is one zhang high, the earth is one zhang thick, and Pangu is one zhang long......"
The first few pages of the book tell the origin of heaven and earth, the formation of the Tao. An Yi looked at the words in the book, she knew every word, but when combined, these words became little tadpoles, swimming and swimming in front of her, making people want to sleep. An Yi looked at it for a while, and the little eyelids wanted to go down unobediently, and the little head began to peck at the rice.
Yu Junhao looked at An Yi's little head and kept moving forward little by little, his eyes were like Yan Bing, so cold that it made people tremble. He stared straight at An Yi, his eyes getting colder and colder.
An Yi's hairs suddenly stood on end, she shivered, and her eyes opened. Her eyes focused, she glanced forward, and Yu Junhao's eyes met, An Yi was a little scared in her heart, she pulled the corners of her mouth, quickly showed a smile, and took the book to block her little face.
"Turn to page 20." Yu Junhao's voice was extremely low, and listening to his voice, he also felt that a chill began to rise on his body.
An Yi put down the book with a "snap", and turned the book with his little hand very quickly, and in a few seconds, he turned to page 20. On this page, it is written, Qi Training, Introduction to Cultivation, "Refining one's own formula."
Sit cross-legged and calm, relaxed and natural.
Lips and teeth are lightly closed, breathing slowly,
The hands must be held firm, and the eyes must be level,
Gather the divine light and reach the heart of heaven.
into the mud pills, down to the air pockets,
If it exists, it is not used diligently.
The dantian is warm, and the kidneys are like soup frying,
Qi leads the veins, refining one's own merits. ā
What to do, I still can't understand it! An Yi frowned, pouted, with a bitter little face, looking at the words in front of him helplessly, and the villain in his heart was in tears.
"Master, do you want to find foreign help? The Lun family can help~ However, if you help, there will be no chicken legs~ Do you want it, what about the Lun family~"
Chicken legs, I want too; Heavenly book, I also want it. However, you can't have both, give up the book of heaven, and take the chicken legs. An Yi sighed infinitely in his heart, alas, the chicken thighs are still delicious!
"Master, you will drag the text~ Originally, no matter if the owner didn't want chicken legs and little insects, he would help you, but you chose chicken legs... Cheer for you, little bug! Come on~"
An Yi's eyes turned red all of a sudden, looking at the classical Chinese in the clouds and fog on the book, she was about to cry, little worm, why did you run away like this?!
"Anyi, can you have some experience?" Yu Junhao looked at An Yisheng's loveless little face, put his hand behind his back, and asked lightly.
An Yi looked at Yu Junhao with tears in her eyes, "Master, I want chicken legs!" ā